My Sweet Dessert: The Brothers of Devil's Comfort Series 2 Book 2 (7 page)

“Stop that Tabby.”

As Tabby went to throw another punch at Crabby, I instinctively raise my metal crutch to take a swipe at my brother in law. Only to find a set of muscular arms wrapping around my body as I am hauled off the ground. In shock, I drop my crutches and begin to flail my arms, swinging my good leg as I attempt to hurt Trax.

“Put me down. You oaf.”

“Sorry Emily, Can’t do that. Just in case you damage yourself.”

“No I’ll not. Now let me go.”

“Put her down Trax.”

Turning to my champion, my face drops when I come face to face with the glacial stare of Inferno.

“In the office now. That goes for you and Crabby as well Tabby.”

“I’m coming.”

“So am I.”

Shit, I felt as though I was five years old again as I hobble into the office Inferno has pointed to. As I attempt to get closer to Crabby, Baby Blu and Rayven flank me on either side. In defeat, I raise my head, lifting my noses in the air.

“Now who the hell is going to tell me what the hell is going on.”

Tabby has gone to stare out of the window, while Crabby stands behind me. Rayven has chosen the chair beside mine and Baby Blu places her body on the desk. Inferno’s gaze was focused on me.

“Crabby and I were married last week.”

“And you didn’t tell anyone.”

“It may have escaped your notice. But we are consenting adults. Therefore, we didn’t have to.”

“No Emily, what you are; is a selfish spoilt little girl. I’m spending as much time as I can; talking to Teddy to convince Laura to talk to Rayven. Yet in the last twenty-four hours you and your brother Georgie have set everything back.”

My head swung to Tabby as I glare at the cold rage on his face.

“I had nothing to do with Georgie. Shit, I didn’t know he wanted to join your stupid club.”

Tabby threw his head back as he allowed a hollow laugh escape. Crabby’s hand, which were stroking my hair, froze as Inferno spoke.

“You became a part of this stupid club Emily Winters the moment you married Crabby.”

“Emily you could have told me.”

Guiltily I turn to Rayven, while flashing a side glance at Baby Blu.

“It wouldn’t have mattered Rayven, we were supposed to have gotten married when Crabby was released.”

With a roll of my shoulders, I turn back to Crabby.

“But hey, it didn’t happen. So we did it last week. Nothing and no-one was going to stop us.”

The groan Inferno releases as he sat on the large chair behind the desk has me hiding my smile.

“Emily if you want to be treated like an adult. Then you had better start behaving like one. You to Crabby. Fuck, why didn’t either one of you, come and talk to the club.”

The way Crabby was playing with my hair was soothing the headache, which had begun as a slow thud when Tabby had punched Crabby.

“Perhaps it has something to do with the fact we know how Apple-Pie’s family and the club feel about our relationship. Look Inferno, Tabby.” Crabby glanced at both men before he continued. “Apple-Pie and I are married. You may not like it. But we are happy. And you’ll just have to get used to it.”

“Have you told Laura?”

From the corner of my eye, I watch Crabby wipe his hand over his head. His eyes coming to land on me as he smiles while crouching down next to me.

“Laura’s not answering her cell when Apple-Pie rings.”

“I’ll talk to Dad.”

“No Baby Blu, I will. Inferno and Tabby’s right, we need to let Laura know and she’ll listen to your dad.”

I love Crabby, yet there are times, when he says the wrong thing. And the one thing I didn’t want, was Ted Jenson involved in my marriage or my life.

“I don’t see why you have to involve Teddy.”

“Maybe it’s because he’s your father as well Emily.”

“I’ve told you before Baby Blu, he may be biologically; but I don’t see him as my father.”

“Well then as part of your growing up process, it’s about time you do.”

Baby Blu jumped off the table, not stopping until she was towering over me, her green eyes blazing.

“Teddy visits you and has acknowledged you as his daughter. Just as I have accepted and love you as my sister. And don’t think it was easy for me Emily. I lived with the same lie as you did.”

“I’ll think about it.”

“You’ve been thinking about it for five years. Now it’s time to act.”

“Baby Blu she said she’ll think about it.”

“You know Crabby. Perhaps you’ve got what you deserve.”

“Baby Blu.”

“Don’t Baby Blu me Inferno. I’m off to find Tommy.”

Inferno’s laughter was indulgent as Baby Blu stormed out of the room, his green eyes following her lithe body. The door bouncing before it settled in an ajar position.

“She’s hoping to change Tommy’s mind.”

“Well, I’m not interfering with Georgie. Look what happened to me the last time I interfered with one of my brothers lives.”

Tabby’s gaze landed on his wife’. His eyes were full of love as he picked her out of her chair, laying a kiss onto her mouth.

“Yeah, it turned out to be the best day of your life.”

Rayven’s giggles fill the room as she and Tabby left, leaving Crabby and me to face Inferno.

When the room remained quiet, I knew I just had to break the silence.

“Inferno.”

Inferno leant his elbows on to the table, his chin cupped on his interlaced fingers.

“Don’t Emily. You and Crabby need to make your peace with Laura. Shit Crabby who else knows about you two.”

“Sundance and Sugar Jay.”

“Fuck, tell me it was a double wedding and I can finally get Bastion off my back.”

“Does it look as though they tied the knot?”

Inferno’s eyes drifted towards the door left open by Crabby and Rayven. Nervously, I follow his gaze. Sundance was dancing with a one of the club’s skanks’, his tongue down her throat. Sugar Jay is nowhere to be seen. Idly, I wonder when she had left.

“Shit.”

As he spoke, Inferno rose from the table, his glance once more falling to Crabby and myself.

“You two need to sort this mess out. Emily. My wife is pissed and she’s right about you. You do need to grow up. Teddy and Baby Blu are your family. This club is your family and Laura is your family. Get it sorted.”

After inferno left the room, I turn to Crabby. I felt lost and didn’t know what to do.

“Crabby.”

“It’s going to be fine Apple-Pie, I’ll talk to Laura.”

“No Crabby, we’ll do this together. We’ll go around to Momma’s house tomorrow and not leave until she talks to us.”

“And what about Teddy?”

My hands stroke Crabby’s dirty blond hair, which was in need of a cut. The ends curling as I rub my fingers over the fine strands.

“I guess I have to grow up. I’ll call round and talk to Teddy as soon as we’ve spoken to Momma.”

“Do you want me to come with you?”

Slowly I shake my head, and lean over to kiss Crabby on the mouth. My tongue invading the warm cavern where I can taste the mixture of beer and whisky he has been drinking. My body is burning from his touch. As my arousal begins to spike, I find my world turning upside down as my back is placed on Inferno’s table and Crabby pushes up the hem of the black skirt I’m wearing, tugging and snapping off my panties as his fingers find my pussy to push into the hole.

“Your cock Crabby. I want your cock.”

“Happy to oblige ma’am.”

As he spoke, Crabby fills me with his cock, making me hiss with satisfaction. My growls turning to moans once Crabby has a rhythm going I was willing to match. My climax is slow, building as Crabby increases his thrusts. When I do have my orgasm, Crabby swallows my scream with a kiss. His fluid filling me, and trickling on my thigh as he came.

“Are you okay Apple-Pie.”

Crabby’s concern makes smile and I couldn’t lie.

“It’s my leg. I think I need a painkiller.”

“Shit Apple-Pie. Why didn’t you say something sooner?”

As Crabby hauls his body away from mine, he swiftly places me back in the chair, hunting for another chair to raise my leg onto.

“I was enjoying myself too much to care Crabby.”

“Yeah. Did you get a thrill fucking on Inferno’s desk?”

My gaze turns to the mess on Inferno’s desk, and then to the door. Where I breathe a sigh of relief when I discover it is closed.

“It was exciting wasn’t it?”

“When spring comes and the weather’s warmer. I’m going to take you down to the bayou and make love to your body all day. I’ll start at your toes, and kiss every inch of your soft warm skin.”

“Shit Crabby talk like that and I’m going to wet my pants.”

It’s with a great reluctance that I return with Apple-Pie back to the party. Yet, as we enter the room, a loud roar greeted us, which I returned with an enthusiastic kiss to Apple-Pie’s lips, which thankfully, was reciprocated. Our journey to the table we had previously occupied, is continually interrupted as several bikers stop us to congratulate us on our nuptials. Some of the bikers even see this as an opportunity to steal several kisses from Apple-Pie, who was laughing and joining in the merriment. By the time, we reached the table Sundance and Trax were already seated.

“You never said a word Emily.”

Apple-Pie broke out of Trax’s hold, her face flush with laughter, and satisfaction surged through me. This woman is mine and I’m going to do everything I can to protect her from the scumbags who are hounding us. Christmas day was only a couple of days away. After then, I was returning to the road.

“We just wanted some time to ourselves Trax.”

Trax gave Apple-Pie a flick on the nose before turning towards me, and slapped me on the back.”

“Fuck Crabby, this makes you my step-uncle.”

“Shit, we need some new blood before this place becomes an incestuous pit.”

“Shut up Sundance. There’s not a thing incestuous going on.”

“No, maybe I’ll draw up a family tree just to make sure.”

Angel, who had come over to our table with our beers, offered her congratulations to us, and as she departed, with a sideward look and wink at Sundance, she idly remarked. 

“We have new blood in this place, Take Sugar Jay and that sweet baby she’s carrying."

The remark has Apple-Pie blustering into her beer and Trax releases a belly laugh as he slaps Sundance on the back.

Suddenly there is a loud roar of bikes from outside the club, and as we look towards the doors, not sure what to expect, Quick-Draw shouts

“Hybrids.”

At his words, chairs scuffle and fall to the floor as I and the other bikers push free of our confinements, halting all our activities as we dash to the door. In the yard, there are several bikers, all wearing The Hybrid emblems on their cuts. Who at our approach begin to holler as they turn to leave the compound. Swiftly I leapt down the steps and mount my bike. Beside me, are Trax and Sundance, and as I turn the key on the Harley, Inferno, Tabby and Dec appear. Behind them are Fudge and Linc.

It hasn’t taken us long to leave the clubhouse and the compound behind us, and as we ride the streets of Comfort Springs, I realize there were about 18 bikers ripping up the streets. As we give chase, Inferno raises his hand in a signal for us to split into groups, and it’s as I watch the bikers take their routes. The routes they knew well. These are roads we have ridden both in daylight and in the dark, as well as in all seasons. For us to split into groups is not a problem and it was then when my gut gave its twitch. Something wasn’t right. We knew Comfort Springs. We knew the surrounding area and we knew the area intimately for at least another 100 miles after that. Yet we were unable to locate The Hybrids. Where the fuck were they hiding and where the hell were they leading us tonight?

As the tension tightened in my stomach, I gave the signal that I was pulling over. When my bike came to a standstill, so did those of my companions. Inferno and Dec came alongside me and briefly, I explained my unease.

“If we let them go. We lose our chance of finding out who’s behind the attack.”

“We know who’s behind the attack Inferno, and we’ll go out and find them. This just doesn’t feel right.”

“Crabby has a point Inferno. Why come up to the club, then ride off, and yet stay close enough to allow us to follow them?”

“I agree with Dec.”

“Okay. We’ll return to the clubhouse and try to figure this out… Fudge contact the others.”

While the other bikers turn around and ride back to the clubhouse, I remain where I was, glancing around the empty street. The desire for revenge runs deep in my blood, and I was tempted to let myself ride into their trap. Just as I throttle the handle bar, my cell rang. The name flashing across the screen was Tabby’s. Ignoring both the call and my desire, I turned towards the club.

MSD

“What happened?”

Apple-Pie is waiting for me as I stride through the club, and has now approached me as I search the room for Inferno, and the other bikers who had ridden out.

“Crabby I asked you a question.”

“Not now Apple-Pie I need to go and talk to the others.”

“Crabby.”

A little rougher than I intended to be, I brush past Appel- Pie, and head for the room which we would use for church.

“Later Apple-Pie. I have to go to church.”

It’s only as I enter the meeting room, I note we are still missing about half a dozen bikers, and with a raised eyebrow at Sundance; I hastily take the vacant seat next to him.

“It’s good of you to join us Crabby.”

Inferno’s sarcastic remark didn’t faze me as I throw him a look with a roll of my shoulders.

“Okay, let’s call this meeting to order. We know The Hybrids are up to something. What we need to do is figure out what. I’ve called Twiggy and he’s returning to Comfort Springs.”

Linc has taken over the meeting, and as he spoke, he wandered over to a large map, which was hanging on the wall. Meticulously he discusses each area, dissecting our answers to his questions. Were we positive we hadn’t missed anything.

“We have to go over the areas again. The Hybrids have to be close by.”

As I was speaking, Flynn came barging through the door. With him was the body of a biker I didn’t recognize, yet the cut he is wearing, is clear. A Hybrid. The room broke into an uproar as Flynn drags the body in further, flinging the biker into the center of the room.

“Is he dead?”

Flynn glanced over to me, his eyes raking me over.

“No.”

“How did you catch him?”

Dec is speaking as he strolls around the body, kicking him with his foot. When I hear the moan, I have confirmation that Flynn has spoken the truth.

“Ant had just finished speaking to Quick-Draw, when we noticed a lone biker. He was slow in spotting us, making it easy for us to give pursuit. He was easy prey, and it wasn’t long before we caught up with him. Unfortunately, he’d taken a tumble by the time I reached him.

His eyes were on Quick-Draw as he spoke, who didn’t flinch at Flynn’s explanation. I didn’t care what condition the biker was in. All I was aware of, was we finally had one of the bastards.

Elevated at our luck, I finally make my way over to the biker, and roll him on to his back. Even with his battered features, I didn’t recognize him.

“The Hybrids have to be made up of more than ex Black County and River Demons.”

Fudge, who is standing beside me, nods his head before turning to look at Tabby.

“Yeah, he’s an outsider. I don’t recognize him either.”

“Tabby, Trax, take him and lock him in one of the rooms in the basement. Tomorrow we’ll ask questions and then we go on the road.”

“Inferno, let’s ask our questions. But give them a few days.”

“Shit Flynn I want the motherfuckers.”

“I know you do Crabby. And if their plan failed tonight, don’t you think, they’ll be working on another one? The New Year will be here soon enough and we can give chase then.”

“I agree with Flynn, Crabby. Let’s enjoy the holidays and then give the bastards hell.”

Frustration was eating at me. I wanted out, yet both Flynn and Linc were adamant about delaying our retaliatory attack. Defeated in getting my revenge this soon, I stroll out of the room in search of Apple-Pie.